Excerpt from Augustine the Man Such wisdom hath a woman when she loves With real love, setting herself aside. For then she seeth clear, not what she longs for, But what must be. Ay, though she lacks the learning To comprehend the poems her lover writes, She lacks not wit to comprehend the lack Of love in him that would not read them to her! Augustine. Is that the bee that steals away my honey? Thou who dost live with me a poem of love Jealous of empty words? Why, dearest heart, That ode had been Astronomy to thee! Melgara. Yet those unlearned in Astronomy May gaze with joy upon the stars. So I Had loved the words thou wrotest because thou wrotest them. 0 clear my lord thou who dost teach so many Wilt thou not teach me more, that I having learned Thou mayest more love me? Augustine. Dear, thou teachest me. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.